Roll at the apex of the paranoid emperor

Chapter 645 Kick the Man Out of the Bed
The girl stared at Han Xiaonian, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something to Han Xiaonian, but the words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say anything in the end, she just stared at Han Xiaonian quietly.

Thinking that Han Xiaonian, like her, also has the memory of his previous life, he has mixed feelings that cannot be expressed in his heart.

The child in the previous life was killed by him.

Until she died, Han Xiaonian didn't seem to believe that the baby he aborted was his.

Even if she knew that Han Xiaonian also had memories from her previous life, she couldn't say it, she couldn't expose this relationship.

Otherwise, their relationship may fall into a deadlock.

Do you hate the Han Xiao Year in the previous life?
Of course hate!
How could he not hate the blood-stained purple skirt that the child was beaten by himself.

The Year of the Han Xiao in this life, do you love it?

She loves it!

She fell in love with him before she had any memory of her previous life.

If she hadn't lost the memory of three years, lost all the memory about him, and suddenly had the memory of the previous life, then the tragedy of being buried in the sea of ​​fire in the previous life would not have happened.

"What are you thinking about?"

A deep and sexy voice rang out, as melodious as a cello, awakening Lan Jin'er's thoughts.

The girl looked at Shang Han Xiaonian's eyes as deep as ink, "Xiao Nian, do you trust me? The kind you trust unconditionally?"

Han Xiaonian: "I believe it."

The corners of Lan Jin'er's mouth curled up in an inexplicable way, "If the baby in my womb wasn't yours, would you kill it?"

The Year of the Cold Owl: "..."

Lan Jin'er pushed Han Xiaonian, as if she had to know an answer, "Will you kill it?"

The man stared at Lan Jin'er with a pair of secretive black eyes, and poured out on his lips, "The child is mine."

Lan Jiner: "What if not?"

The man's jaw was tensed, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Seeing Han Xiaonian's tense face, Lan Jin'er didn't know if the man was beginning to doubt the baby in her womb, or if he was angry because she said such words, she felt a little dumbfounded in her heart.

Kissed the tight corner of the man's mouth, comforted: "It's yours, it's yours."

The man raised his eyes and stared at the girl, his thin lips parted slightly: "I know it's mine."

Lan Jiner: "..."

Then make a fuss about your face!
Han Xiaonian continued to finish what he had just said, and poured out slowly in a deep voice, "The child is mine, so the question you just asked is not valid!"

The girl opened her mouth to say something, Han Xiaonian added in front of the girl, "There is no if."

Han Xiaonian choked on Lan Jin'er's words, unable to move up or down.

"Humph."

The girl got off Han Xiaonian's lap in a bad mood, climbed onto the bed and lay down with her back facing Han Xiaonian.

"..." Han Xiaonian watched the girl lose her temper inexplicably, and stared at the girl's figure with an unpredictable expression.

He was just telling the truth, he didn't seem to make her angry...

The man stared at the girl's figure for a while, then stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, when he came out of the bathroom, he was kicked by the girl inexplicably just as he sat on the bed.

The strength is neither light nor heavy.

If it is heavy, it should be able to kick a man out of bed.

The man cast a suspicious look at the girl, Lan Jin'er glanced at Han Xiaonian lightly, "You sleep on the sofa."

Han Xiaonian: "The sofa is too cold."

Lan Jiner: "Hug the quilt."

Han Xiaonian: "Trouble."

Seeing that Han Xiaonian was about to lie down again, the girl stretched out her legs in a hurry to block the man's chest, preventing him from sleeping on the bed, "I'm not calm."

(End of this chapter)